A poem by E.E.Cummings

I carry your heart with me

I carry it in my heart

I am never without it

Anywhere i go, you go , my dear

And whatever is done by only me is

your doing, my darling

I fear no fate

for you are my fate , my sweet

I want no world , for, beautiful

you are my world, my ture

Here is the deepest secret no one knows

Here is the root of root

and the bud of the bud

and the sky of a tree called life

which grows higher then the soul can hope

or mide can hide

It is the wonder that is keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart , I carry it in my heart.